Dungeon Mistress Novels & Stories

“Then lead me, Damian Blackthorn. Or get out of my way.” Moon above — my wolf howls at the challenge in her voice. He wants to mark her. To bind her teeth to mine, her blood to mine, right here among the corpses. I cage him down with every scrap of control I have left. *** Behind us, Lira appears, sword slick with rogue blood. She takes in the bodies, then Alessia’s dagger, then my naked fury. “Well,” she drawls. “Looks like our Luna has teeth after all.” I shoot her a look sharp enough to silence the whole pack.

I’m a grownup woman. “Interesting.” Nathan is following me. “I hate you. Don’t humiliate me.” “I’m not, it’s just fun to watch you and Arthur play like a secret lover but the truth is you’re not.” I rolled my eyes and manage to escape him. It’s not like I don’t know that. Can’t he just not ruin the fun? I know it’s not fun being a mistress or being the other woman but I’m enjoying my setup with Arthur plus his wife and him are clearly over from the look of it so technically he’s just married in the paper.

"Mistress is expecting you. Follow me please." She was a little on the heavier side, but not unpleasing to look at, so I happily followed her to the rear of the house. Her bottom was streaked with red welts; seven or eight, she was moving too quickly to count. She opened a door to a large room with subdued lighting, with a number of cages, posts, and furniture I couldn't guess the purpose of. There were whips hanging on the walls, rods or canes neatly organized in little bins, shelves filled with dildos and vibrators of nearly every description. There was a male in a tiny cage on the floor, lapping up some food off a plate, a bowl of water beside it. There was a lovely, very naked young woma

There was not a chance of going back. She had only heard of the centuries old dungeon which was named the naked tomb. Everything that happened here was real and a trainee had to defeat several beasts in order for the door to be opened. Maria's heart pounded hard against her chest. She hadn't expected a Kraken to be assigned to her, she expected something smaller. But the mystical dungeon never paid attention to preferences. Slime trailed along the floor as the creature walked towards her. It roared loudly, sending a gust of wind in her direction that almost threw her backwards. The stones and pebbles on the ground shook as it approached her.

Inside of the Underwater Dungeon number 5, Aeternum Army is currently at the very last room of the dungeon and it was the boss room. The army squads that raided these dungeon, were not really in any sort of harms way, rather the moment they stepped into these dungeon. They have been taking the back seat from the start and only served as a baggage carrier for a single person that were on the front line the entire time. And that person was Colonel Radian, The Central Government Vice Minister and also known by her nickname, the Eternal Colonel.

I shifted back into my human and grabbed a dirty-looking bedsheet that was on the line and wrapped it around myself. "Hello, is anybody here?" I took hesitant steps and stood in the doorway. Suddenly a lady dressed in all black spooked the pee out of me literally. "Hello Luna Crystal, the mistress had been waiting for you." She spoke in a calm voice but still looked like a freak with her overdrawn eyebrows. I swallowed hard while I sighed softly. "And who are you that know my name?" I asked. "My name is Katana and the mistress is right in there waiting for you." She moved out of the way and let me have a great view of the inside.

The third warrior, who had growled at me, was racing to me now but then Hencher Mistress appeared from wherever she was and jumped on him, sending both of them to the side, wrestling. I tensed as I watched them struggle and I trembled even more when I realized that the second warrior was still in the game and trudging towards me with annoyance all over his face for being clawed in the face by the Hencher Mistress. To make things worse, the Hencher Mistress was mightily thrown from the back of the warrior who she had been on so that both warriors were now free. The Hencher Mistress landed on the floor and dread clogged my throat but then she stunned me and them as she quickly swiveled to her

One unread message on her secure, hidden account. Domica, the screen name read. Mistress. Queen. Goddess. She logged in. The interface was sleek—velvet black with deep crimson accents. The Velvet Room was an online lounge, exclusive and encrypted, where anonymity was law and reputation was everything. In this world, she wasn’t Dominique. She was Domica. Mistress of the Room. Crusher of men. Queen of pain and praise. Tonight, two subs had messaged her for a session. She scanned their bios, fingers idly tracing her lips. One begged to be degraded. The other wanted to be ignored while she humiliated someone else. They both paid well. They both bored her.

Though she had never stepped into a five-star hotel, Nadine knew this room was as grand as the ones she had only seen on television. “Sir, I swear. I’m not a spy,” she stammered, kneeling on the floor. Her hands clasped together in front of her chest, trembling in fear. “If I’m lying, you may kill me, Sir. I only work here. I wear a hat so people won’t notice my face. My friend told me this place is dangerous, full of drunk guests. The hat belongs to her. I’m not in disguise — I’m just a worker, Sir.” Justine’s eyes narrowed. A crooked smile curled on his lips — cold and menacing.

Just as I was about to respond, another executive chimed in. "Or mine. That silhouette would be perfect for luxury retail." My mind went blank. Wait, were they recruiting me? Already? I hadn’t noticed William approaching until he stood beside us. Quiet. Fluid. A little intimidating. "Jane is currently training under Mira," he said calmly. "She’s not available." The man with silver hair let out a chuckle. "Relax, William. We’re just admiring your...." He hesitated. Then, with a knowing smile, added, ".....mistress."